I know it's you thinking of me…

When the winds tug at my shirt,
And when my ears hear a melody,
I know it's you thinking of me...

When the joys play in my heart,
And when my eyes close in sweet reverie,
I know it's you thinking of me...

When the breaths feel sweet and fresh,
And when my mind wanders to gardens beautiful,
I know it's you thinking of me...

When the flowers dance and smile,
And when the nectar seeps deep into me,
I know it's you thinking of me...

When I wonder where you have been,
When I hear the leaves rustle within,
I know it's you thinking of me...

When you bring fresh whiff of air around,
When I feel your scent sweet profound,
I know it's you thinking of me...

And! When the sun beams dance to trance ,
When your face drift in my eyes in romance,
I know it's you thinking of me...
© Arvind...

Its Like My Love...

When the heavens open up...
And raindrops sing in a melody as they fall...
Then Its Like My Love...

When the tender petals open up...
To unfold into flashes of colors vibrant...
Then Its Like My Love...

When the breeze open up...
To infuse your fragrances deep into me...
Then Its Like My Love...

When the stars open up...
To smile twinkling into your beautiful eyes,
Then too, Its Like My Love...
© Arvind...

River of Love…

The river flows and tells the usual tale,
Of love and its highs and lows,
And the nostalgia kicks up a gale,
Yet all drown in its sweet flows...

The river meanders within its banks,
But not necessarily to meet its sea,
Sometimes to dry up mid way in its flanks,
And sometimes to flood the hearts fully...

Wish this river flows full ever on,
To fill the hearts with forever love,
Never to parch ever again,
To fall in its sea in unison in love...
© Arvind...

Three Words...

When the heart exude passions steamy,
and feelings seep in,
the eyes get dreamy,
lips quiver to say Three words but stay within...

like the drops of dew so pure,
dancing on petals tender,
always smiling very sure,
But Three words the lips still wont render...

pains and smiles come in showers,
in a stride they are taken,
to reap love's blooming flowers,
But those Three words are just FELT but not spoken...
© Arvind...

Ohh Sleep! My Sleep!

We were always friends,
But what separated us is a mystery,
Dreams never happened again,
Nor did the winds pat my face innocent,
Eyes shut but are wide awake,
Groping in the dark of the night,
I want you to engulf me once again,
To the wonderland of my dreams,
Ohh Sleep! My Sleep! Please come back to me,
Without you I am no one, can't you see...?
© Arvind...

Green Eyes and Green Waters…

Gazing through my eyes green,
I see the heavens supreme,
Surmising and sitting near the beach,
My heart stays here forever in silent speech…

Ups and downs of the gusty wave,
Are the storms rising and falling inside me engrave,
Sometimes roaring and sometimes calm,
My heart has undergone the vagaries in calm…

As the waves lap my feet in a dance,
To wake me from my trance,
I dream with my eyes open,
My heart turns over with memories silken…

The little fog over the sea whispers,
Suspended between the sky and the waters,
Green is all around for my eyes awesome,
My heart is colorful now with the joys to come…

As the rains pour down slowly around,
To leave my heart wet deep inside profound,
The sounds of the drops are music of lore,
My heart sings the music of love pure…
© Arvind...

Dream In My Secret Garden...

In the seriousness around us today, I dare to dream to a far away place. I hope this dream will bring some joy in those who read it :

Sometimes I dream pretty,
To wander away to a place to adorn,
Away from the dreaded city,
And its crowds, clutters and hearts torn.

I dream of sprawling green lawns,
Full of mighty trees strewn around,
And blooming flowers fresh in early dawns,
Country castles with just myth to surround.

Mountains large standing supreme,
Dressed in scented pines and aged oak,
Looking over the vibrant valley is my dream,
My heart dance in joy and emotions evoke.

And I walk down the curvy trail,
Morning Sun shines thru the sky azure,
Chirpy birds singing melodies in the dale,
My heart travels to my sweetheart in love pure.

Come my dear dream this dream with me,
Hand in hand to walk around in my dream,
Feel the sweet air of love in this heavenly marquee,
And to find each other in this divine scheme.

Dear one, give me your tender hand,
Step with me in my beautiful secret garden,
To paint it with shiny colors of love grand,
For only then and then; my dream will come true to make it my secret garden.

© Arvind Chauhan